Folklore: The baby starts the game, and the mother takes off her painted skin

Chapter 189: Witch God vs. Ghost God [asking for monthly ticket]

The shopkeeper and the abbot of the Laba sect who were in charge of guarding the dark veins of Old Wolf Mountain, as well as the two managers, had all begun to believe in ghost and god religion.

Although Liu Bai hasn't seen any signs of being the gods' messengers in them, it doesn't stop them from starting to believe.

If you don’t believe, you can’t become a messenger of God.

Even because there is a temple built inside this Yin Vein, their faith is still extremely firm.

After all, it’s according to the rules of this temple.

On the first and fifteenth day of every lunar month, people have to go to the temple to burn incense, pray and offer sacrifices.

Having served in this temple for so many years, his faith must be deeper than that of other believers.

And now... since the temple is open, it must mean that they have arrived.

"Sir, please walk faster. Or you can just turn into a ghost and fly over. It will be harder to be discovered."

The little grass lying on Liu Bai's back urged him and began to give him some advice.

Liu Bai also thought so, so when he put away the red lantern of the matchmaking meeting and transformed from a human body into a ghost, Xiao Cao waved his hand again.

"Sir, attack!"

Liu Bai couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Sometimes he really didn't know whether he was the grass's master or its toy.

But after a few breaths, Liu Bai fell down and disappeared into the darkness.

He sat cross-legged on a protruding stone on the Yinmai stone wall, and right in front of him, there was a stone door that had been opened.

There was a faint sense of pressure coming from it, not strong, but it gave people a feeling of being unable to resist.

This was Liu Bai's first time facing the temple...

Although he had seen the true God directly, his mother had shielded him from all dangers at that time.

Now it is my turn, but this is just one of the thousands of temples of the true God. Can it bring me such oppression?

Not to mention that he has now turned into a ghost... For a moment, Liu Bai felt a little heavy in his heart.

Originally he thought that his strength should be enough.

But now it seems that the gap is still too far.

Voices were heard from inside the temple, and in the darkness, there were several shadowy figures moving back and forth.

They are also Liu Bai’s old friends.

He had basically visited all the Laba sect's enclosures in the past few days, so he was very familiar with all of them.

The shopkeeper was called Zheng Jiu, and everyone called him Brother Jiu. The supervisor was a woman named Weng Qiaohua, and everyone called her Sister Weng.

These two are gods that nourish yin, and the other two are in charge of gathering the five elements.

It was similar to the original matchmaker's setting, but it wasn't impressive enough in front of Liu Bai.

The Yin God didn't even need to take off his mask to easily control them.

This is also one of the reasons why Liu Bai has not been in a hurry to take action. The other reason is, of course, for this temple.

If you are not a devout believer of the temple, you cannot knock on the door of the temple.

Like a blade of grass, no matter how much it kowtows in front of the temple gate, it cannot knock open the door.

But if the dead Li Da were here, he would only need to kowtow once and the door of the temple would open.

Just as he was thinking about it, an oil lamp suddenly lit up in the dark temple.

It was dim, but there was a ray of light. Then, Brother Jiu, the shopkeeper of the Laba Sect, used the oil lamp to pass on the fire and soon lit the other candlesticks in the temple. In this way, the temple was finally filled with light.

Even more, this light can overflow from the door and dispel the blood light outside.

It seems as if the true God is dispelling the evil in the world.

"Brother Jiu, you go burn the incense first. I'll go distribute the paper money. You two go clean the altar and place the offerings we brought."

Sister Weng, the head of the Laba sect, arranged the tasks in a low voice, not daring to speak loudly or look up.

Little did he know that Liu Bai outside the door had already climbed down from the stone and was standing there blankly, looking up.

He wanted to see what this statue of ghosts and gods was all about!

Could it be that he was like the previous Taoist ancestor, who only wrote the word "Tao" on the wall of the Taoist temple's main hall?

And then he said something like, "The Tao cannot be viewed."

At this time, Liu Bai just raised his head slightly and looked at the bottom of the stone statue, and he could already feel a heavy pressure looming in his heart.

It was as if... someone was forcibly pressing down on my head, preventing me from raising my head.

But then, he suddenly felt as if his whole body was covered by something.

It was as if someone had gently covered me with a quilt, blocking out all the horror outside.

The heavy pressure disappeared completely in an instant.

"This is……"

Liu Bai clearly felt the source of the breath and was a little surprised because he didn't expect it.

While thinking, he raised his hand and took the thing out from his chest.

It was a copper longevity lock of slightly crude workmanship, which was made for him by Madam Liu herself.

That is to say, it was given to him by Madam Liu before he left on a long journey.

After Liu Bai got it, he first hung it on his body, but later he thought, I should be a ghost, and my mother also liked me to be a ghost more.

So Liu Bai kept the longevity lock on his ghost body.

And then...it's now.

So, this longevity lock was left to me by my mother to resist the pressure from the True God? Or does it have other uses?

Liu Bai thought of the last time at Shenxiao Temple. He was in a human body at that time and did not have the longevity lock, so he was unable to block the pressure.

But now... he raised his head easily and saw the truth.

I saw that this stone statue of a ghost god was actually... a piece of clothing!
The material of the stone is unclear, and its color or pattern cannot be seen. All that can be seen is that the statue enshrined here is wearing a long robe.

So, the true form of this ghost could be a piece of clothing?
Or is this just His external manifestation?
For a moment, Liu Bai could hardly hide his shock. After all, this matter was a bit too advanced for him.

Maybe mother knows something.

While he was in a daze for a while, the Ninth Brother of the Laba Sect had already finished burning incense to the ghosts and gods, and Sister Weng had already divided the paper money and handed it over.

The remaining two stewards have also dragged over... the tribute.

Previously, the tribute seemed to have been placed behind the door, so Liu Bai couldn't see it clearly, but now... he could see it clearly.

This is not a tribute at all, these are clearly three... people!

Or to be more precise, three bodies.

After a little surprise, Liu Bai finally understood that offering sacrifices to the God of Land requires offering three kinds of animals and blood.

This is a sacrifice to the true God, how can the three animals be neglected?

So there must be a Yin-walking person here, and they are not far away. Liu Bai can see clearly that these three Yin-walking people are most likely the mountain herders.

No matter what he was wearing or his appearance, he was not much different from those mountain herders Liu Bai had seen.

So the mountain herders spend all day in the mountains, treating the mountain spirits as prey, but they never thought that one day they would also become someone else's prey?

After the three bodies were dragged out by the two stewards, they were placed in front of the statue platform. Then the two men stepped back and knelt obediently by the door.

Soon after, Sister Weng also knelt down, leaving only the shopkeeper Brother Jiu standing in front of the three tributes, throwing blood-stained paper money on them.

At the same time, Liu Bai was also looking at the incense sticks on the sacred incense, which were all being sucked away by the statues of ghosts and gods above.

So... this offering can actually be directly offered to ghosts and gods?

Not only that, he also noticed that the three tributes on the ground were slowly disappearing.

Just like Liu Bai's previous Yin Shen devoured the blood and energy, this ghost god left nothing behind.

The three bodies were disappearing little by little, as if they had turned into nothingness.

But in Liu Bai's mind, the murmur of grass sounded. Its voice was very soft and it spoke very slowly, as if it was afraid of disturbing something.

"Sir, the ghosts and gods are eating."

"When the true god is eating, he hates to be disturbed. If you throw the witch god token in now, it will definitely be fun."

The grass is spooky.

Liu Bai thought so too. He looked at the corpses that kept disappearing, and even Brother Nine had knelt down.

He did not hesitate any longer. With a thought, he took out the mask of the old man who was in a daze and motionless in Xumi, and then took out the mask without waiting for the old man to react.

Liu Bai had already thrown it into this temple of ghosts and gods.

There was a "clang" sound.

This mask looks fragile, but it is actually very hard. After Liu Bai threw it in, the mask directly knocked over the sacred incense, and then broke the lamp oil tray with a "pop".

"Sir, you have a very dark heart."

"When the ghosts and gods were eating, you knocked over their incense and broke their oil trays. That would be like breaking their rice bowls."

The grass was muttering to itself, but Liu Bai could actually tell from its words that it was trying its best to suppress its excitement.

What is it exciting about?
Is it really just for fun?
While Liu Bai was wondering, the old voice of the witch god, that is, the mask, could still be heard in the temple.

"I am new here. If you are willing to believe in the true God, I will grant you the body of a divine messenger... No! What is this place?!"

"Evil God's Dojo?!"

Liu Bai listened to the voice and said to Xiao Cao expressionlessly: "If I say I didn't mean it, would you believe me?"

"Hehe, sir, do you think Xiaocao will believe it?"

"Xiao Cao is not a fool. You are so bad. Xiao Cao doesn't believe you."

As they were talking, a strange voice was heard from inside the temple, "Followers of the evil god?"

"How dare you invade my territory of ghosts and gods?"

The voice was sinister and made people feel awe-inspiring.

Xiao Cao quickly explained again: "Sir, no matter which religion you belong to, they will regard other religions as evil religions and other gods as evil gods."

The witch god mask was silent for a while, as if regretting that he had provoked this ghost temple.

But soon, he also said in a deep voice: "You guys only dare to live in this underground Yin vein, I really don't know who are the evil cult members!"

"Haha, judging from your aura, you are a member of the witch god's seat, right?"

"How dare a mere witch god disturb the supreme ghost god's meal? Are you trying to start a war with my Ghost God Cult?"

The sinister voice suddenly became louder and more overbearing.

As for the Laba sect followers kneeling on the ground, they were already trembling with fear.

"Young Master, just wait and see. This witch god token will definitely surrender. They are very timid. Ordinary god cults don't dare to touch the ghost god cult."

Speaking of the Divine Religion, Xiao Cao seemed to know a lot about it, and then continued.

"Young Master, Xiao Cao will teach you the oral instructions of the Wushen Cult. When you say it out loud later, the ghost and god believers will think that you are a Wushen believer."

This time, Liu Bai did not rush to interrupt, but listened to Xiaocao's words.

"When the time comes, you will cross your hands in front of you and say, 'Under the great witch god, we are as humble as dust.'"

As expected, Xiaocao was familiar with the nature of these cults.

It had just finished speaking for a moment when the witch god mask spoke again.

"My sect has no intention of becoming an enemy of yours."

"Then what's your meaning by breaking the incense, lamp and oil lamp of the Lord of Ghosts and Gods?!" The ghost and god believers gained the upper hand and spoke in increasingly harsh voices.

The witch mask admitted defeat again, "An evil spirit threw me in here... This is the truth."

After saying that, Liu Bai suddenly felt a sharp gaze coming from the stone statue.

It seems that thing is hidden in this stone sculpture?
Not only that, several Laba sect followers also turned around, and Liu Bai had no choice but to reveal himself.

The aura of his ghostly body immediately frightened those followers.

Being stared at by this believer in ghosts and gods, Liu Bai showed no fear at all. He just shook his sleeves, then crossed his hands in front of him, bent down, and said softly:
"Under the great witch god, we are as humble as dust."

"Haha, this is the evil spirit you mentioned?"

Inside the temple, that sinister voice sounded again.

"Sir, I will follow your command and kill these despicable cult members." Liu Bai said as he bent over, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

Immediately, he straightened his back, raised his right hand, and pointed downwards again.

"fall."

Immediately, a light "crackling" sound came from the horns on Liu Bai's head, followed by two bolts of thunder falling in the temple.

"boom--"

The owner of Laba Sect, Brother Jiu, and the abbot, Sister Weng, rolled their eyes and fell silent.

There was not even a chance to react.

Liu Bai's Yin Thunder, which can even injure a second-life walking ghost, would have no difficulty in using it to deal with this walking ghost who nourishes the Yin God.

Immediately afterwards, two forked Yin thunders took the lives of the two managers, and this time it was even bloodier.

He smashed both of their heads into pieces.

Liu Bai killed these four people easily, but he didn't even move at all. He still stood there, with his hands crossed in front of him, smiling and bowing.

"It is the disciple's mission to strangle the followers of the evil cult."

"Sir, I find you so handsome!"

Xiaocao has been with Liu Bai for so long that he has also learned a word or two from him.

Inside the temple, it became quiet.

The Mask of the Witch God didn't expect Liu Bai to be so direct.

The believer in ghosts and gods hiding in the statue didn't expect that Liu Bai would be so... bold?
"Haha, you mean the Wushen Cult, right? I'll remember that..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Bai straightened up and slashed his finger down again, "How can you bark like dogs in front of the witch god?"

Another bolt of lightning struck, and this time it actually split the ghost sculpture into pieces!

This scene was like killing a god.

When Liu Bai saw this scene, he felt extremely happy!

"Rumble--"

Immediately afterwards, a muffled thunder sounded in the underground Yin veins, and it was like a dragon turning over and shaking continuously.

Liu Bai, who was originally standing on the ground, was also shaking, but then he floated in the air, and it had no effect on him.

"Sir, you have angered the gods and ghosts."

The sound of the grass has also changed a little, and it feels like it has grown bigger.

"What does it matter?"

Liu Bai thought about it, but he also had a smile on his face, "Anyway, the ghosts and gods will only blame our great witch god, what does it have to do with a little follower like me?"

"That's true."

While the two were talking.

Inside the enclosure of Old Wolf Mountain, Situ Hong and his companions were all awakened and came out of their respective houses.

As for the common people who were collecting pearls, they all knelt on the ground and talked.

"The earth dragon is turning over." Situ Hong and Xu Zhaoze seemed to know something and came to the innermost room with worried looks on their faces.

Liao Kang, whose body was half flesh and half bones, was guarding in front of the cave, holding a red lantern in his hand that could ward off evil spirits.

"The shopkeeper said that no matter what happens tonight, you are not allowed to go down."

"This……"

Xu Zhao seemed a little hesitant. He was also afraid that something might happen to Liu Bai. After all, to him, he had just followed a shopkeeper.

If something happens to the shopkeeper, what should I do?

But then I thought, even if I went, I wouldn't be able to help, so I felt relieved.

"The shopkeeper said so, right?" Situ Hong asked in a deep voice.

"Yes."

"That's okay." Since my young master has said it in advance, there is nothing to worry about.

If it really doesn't work, the Queen will definitely come to rescue you.

There's no point worrying about it.

"..."

Everything in the underground temple returned to calm. Liu Bai came to the witch god mask and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. Thank you, great witch god."

"Hehe, hehe!"

The witch god mask that had been somewhat bewitching before no longer had that bewitching tone. Instead, it spoke with a hint of exasperation: "Which evil god believer are you?!"

"How dare you throw this disaster on the great witch god? You deserve to die!"

"Dianhua, you must be a follower of Dianhua!"

Looking at the furious witch god mask, Liu Bai smiled and waved his hand, then put it into Xumi.

Then the sound disappeared.

"Xiaocao, what do the followers of Crazy Flower say?" Liu Bai came to the altar and asked.

"The God of Madness is also a real god. Funeral temples worship the God of Madness."

"Funeral temple?"

This is a good way to take the blame. Then you can put the blame on the funeral temple people for everything. They are just a bunch of lunatics anyway, so whatever they do is normal.

"Yes."

As Xiaocao was talking, Liu Bai had already turned over the fragments of the statue, but he did not find any ghost or god tokens inside.

"They must have burned incense to invite a token of trust. Now that the world's divine religion has just emerged, there are still very few tokens of true gods, and they are generally in the hands of walkers."

"Xiao Cao, how do you know so much about the true gods?"

Liu Bai looked at the corpses on the ground, thought about it, shook his body, and he turned from a ghost into a human again.

Immediately, he released the Yin God again.

He was thinking, whether he could give his Yin Spirit a good meal as well.

"what?"

"Xiaocao has been with the Empress for so long, isn't it normal for her to know these things?"

Xiao Cao tilted his head and said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Liu Bai smiled and didn't ask any more questions about it. No matter how much he asked, Xiaocao wouldn't say a word if she shouldn't.

After releasing the Yin Spirit, Liu Bai first asked him to take a look at the several corpses on the ground to see if they could be "eaten".

But unexpectedly, he didn't even look at her and just stood behind Liu Bai.

This guy... is actually picky about food!

Liu Bai looked at the corpses of those mountain herders. They were just ghosts who had gathered five kinds of energy, but even the gods and ghosts did not despise them.

I am such a bad person.

They were all corpses of Yin people who were nourishing the Yin gods, and he still despised them.

"Master, it seems that your Yin God only eats corpses above Yang God level. This makes it difficult to feed him."

Xiao Cao also noticed this, and then said again: "Just like you, sir, picky about food, hehe."

Liu Bai has become immune to Xiao Cao's bad mouth.

After coming out of the ghost temple, he asked again: "You said that the funeral temple worships the god of madness, then the other gods..."

Xiaocao understood what Liu Bai wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to speak. He just buried his head in his master, and then said in his mind: "Yes, in fact, behind those forces that can span the three major countries, there is the shadow of the Divine Religion."

"Funeral temples, paper umbrella societies, water and fire sects, children's gangs, wedding halls, etc., in fact, they are all there, but you can ask, Xiaocao dare not say."

"I have to wait until I get home and my mother is by my side before I dare to speak."

"Xiaocao, you are so cowardly..."

Liu Bai looked back at the corpses in the temple of ghosts and gods. He had an idea. He wanted to try out what this offering to the real God was all about.

But I also feel that offering sacrifices to the true God is aiding the enemy.

After thinking about it, he used corpse-dissolving water to dissolve the two corpses of the Yin-nourishing gods, and prepared to offer the remaining two corpses that gathered the five qi as sacrifices.

But he thought again that he couldn't let the witch god eat too well, so he turned the two corpses that had gathered the five kinds of energy into corpse water.

Although according to what my mother said, all dead people will eventually be eaten by the true gods in heaven.

But in that case, they should be separated. After taking the corpse-dissolving water, it will be diluted a little.

As a result, the only things left in the temple were the three half-eaten corpses that had been "eaten" by the gods and ghosts.

"Sir, come quickly, Xiaocao wants to see it too."

As long as it's about watching the fun, Xiaocao is very active.

Liu Bai said "hmm", first transformed into a ghost, and then took out the mask of the old man with white beard and bald head from Xumi.

As soon as this thing appeared, it immediately started to curse, "You damn crazy flower believer, you damn evil god believer, you damn bastard."

Liu Bai didn't care. He placed it on the stone wall, then crossed his hands on his chest, smiled and bowed, saying: "Under the great witch god, we are as humble as dust."

At this moment, Liu Bai felt more and more that it was interesting to hang out with this cult.

Just like now, it is clearly an oral instruction of praise, but in the eyes of this witch god token, it is a provocation and a slap in the face.

When he was about to start cursing in anger, he heard Liu Bai say, "I want to offer sacrifices to the Lord Wushen, but I don't know how to do it?"

"Ok?"

The words were on the tip of the mask's tongue, but he held them back. "You want to offer sacrifices to the great witch god? You don't want to offer sacrifices to your god of crazy flowers?"

Liu Bai said solemnly: "I just want to offer it to the great witch god."

"Oh, you are indeed a follower of the God of Madness."

From the perspective of this mask, only the followers of the God of Madness would be so crazy and so... have no bottom line.

But what does this have to do with him as a believer in witch gods?

He even hoped that all the believers of the God of Madness would offer sacrifices to the witch god.

"It seems you still have good vision. As long as you offer sacrifices, the great witch god will protect you... You, you offer this as a sacrifice?"

When the mask reacted and saw clearly the tribute that Liu Bai was going to offer, he couldn't help but start cursing again.

He could naturally see clearly that Liu Bai had dissolved those intact corpses with corpse-dissolving water.

Only the three eaten corpses were left.

Are we using the blood that other evil gods have eaten to offer to the great witch god?
"This is something that the ghost gods have eaten, and they all said it was good, so I wanted to offer it to the great witch god."

Liu Bai said this seriously, and it didn't seem like he was joking at all.

"Haha, despicable followers of madness."

The witch god mask continued to taunt.

Liu Bai said: "Since the great witch god doesn't care about this little blood food, then I can only offer it to the even greater god of crazy flowers."

"want."

The witch god mask immediately changed his tone.

Although this blood food has been eaten by ghosts and gods, what does it matter?

All the Lord of the Witch God needs is blood food.

He doesn't care where this bloodiness comes from.

As long as I can offer my blood and energy to the Lord God of Witches, the Lord God of Witches will bring me blessings.

"What did you say?" Liu Bai asked again deliberately.

"I say, do you really want to offer your sacrifice to the great Lord God of War?" The voice of the man in the God of War mask sank.

He felt like the three corpse gods were furious, but he couldn't do anything about Liu Bai.

"Yes."

Liu Bai finally showed a satisfied smile.

"Hehe." The masked witch god sneered and said nothing more.

Liu Bai only saw him take a deep breath, and two white dragons appeared at the tip of his nose. Then the three corpses on the ground, which were already half left, gradually became smaller and finally became clean.

Not even a hair was left.

"Master, they are really not picky eaters." Xiaocao only dared to say this in Liu Bai's mind.

And I don’t dare to mention anyone by name, I can only say it secretly.

When he saw that all the corpses had been eaten, the white dragon on the tip of the mask's nose disappeared, and he regained his composure.

Liu Bai then asked, "I wonder what kind of reward I can get from offering sacrifices to the great God of War?"

"Oh, you snob."

The witch god mask was still mocking him, but he still gave the due reward.

He opened his mouth and spit out five green beads, which fell at Liu Bai's feet.

"That's it?"

Liu Bai originally thought that there would be much more, but now it seems that this true god is also stingy.

"Two are for burning spirit bodies, and one is for gathering five qi. Only half of them are left. What else do you want?"

The witch mask became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and finally shut up.

Liu Bai did not waste it and kept the green bead.

He was about to put away the Wushen mask, but then he heard the Wushen mask say: "Wu Shen Cult has taken such a big blame for you. If there is a suitable offering in the future, don't forget the great Wushen!"

Liu Bai nodded absentmindedly.

"I know, I know."

"Oh, despicable!"

The Witch God Mask also knew that Liu Bai was going to take him away again, so he took the opportunity to curse him again.

But Liu Bai didn't care too much about this kind of impotent rage.

After putting it away, Liu Bai looked at the temple again.

"Master, do you want to destroy it?" Xiaocao asked in a low voice.

"No, this has already destroyed someone's job. If you also demolish his house, it would be considered a mortal enemy."

After Liu Bai finished speaking, he looked around again. Lamps, candlesticks and other things were all ordinary items, worthless and of no use.

He then left the place.

As for why it is not destroyed... because the matchmaker will definitely come.

He returned along the same route, and after about a cup of tea, he was back to the stone steps that led out of the ground.

Liao Kang, the pulse keeper, was still standing there. When he saw Liu Bai coming out, he quickly stood up and bowed, "Meet the shopkeeper."

"Yes, Not Bad."

Liu Bai's casual compliment immediately made him look delighted.

Before coming out of the ground, Liu Bai looked again at the red lantern hanging on the wall next to him.

After a little thought, Liu Bai asked, "How many people in this circle are there who can burn spirit bodies?"

Liao Kang was originally the warden of this enclosure, so he knew all about these things.

"There are a total of twenty-three people whose spirit bodies were burned. In addition, there are seven more in the hall of Wuji Town."

"Well, you count out the eighteen people in the enclosure, and then you lead the team, take Situ Hong and Xu Zhao, go around the Laba Sect's enclosure through this underground Yin vein, and kill them all under the cover of night, leaving no one alive."

Liu Bai said casually something that Liao Kang dared not even think about.

"Shopkeeper...if this is done, I'm afraid it will take the intervention of the master to end it."

Liao Kang advised.

But unfortunately, Liu Bai is not someone who can listen to advice.

"What did you call me?"

"The shopkeeper's."

"Then just do it."

"Yes."

Liao Kang was not stupid either. Seeing that Liu Bai had said so much, he nodded and said yes, then turned and left.

As he walked out of the room, flesh and blood gradually grew on his body, which was originally made of bones.

"There are many tricks to being a pulse keeper."

Liu Bai also walked out when he saw this. All the "ringleaders" had already been ambushed and killed by him.

If he still has to personally take care of these remaining minions, what's the point of keeping them?

Liao Kang went out to call people and soon came back with the team.

He didn't say what he was going to do, he just asked everyone to follow him, and it was obvious that he was a cautious person.

Situ Hong also breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Liu Bai return safely.

Seeing them leaving the underground one by one, Liu Bai also walked out.

It was still early, and he still had to think about the damn "Wildfire" technique. He just didn't believe in it.

Heimu can create this ghost thing's magic out of thin air.

I can’t even learn it myself?
Liu Bai didn't believe that his talent was so poor. It must be that he hadn't found the way or the clue yet.

……

That night.

Shen Ruoruo hesitated for half the night and shed countless tears, but she finally made up her mind.

If she didn't find that technique... Shen Ruoruo was afraid that she would be killed by that ghost.

She came out of her own yard and finally came to the matchmaker's yard.

When she got there, before she could knock on the gate, the matchmaker had already opened it from the inside.

"I came to Master's place in the middle of the night, but why don't you even dare to enter the door?"

　Thanks to the book friend 20220315192340327 for giving so many tips
　　
　
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